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My Loveday

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 30, 2010 by Jonny Voices

I wrote for her and she drew for me

Working in rhythmic symphony,

I gave her words and she gave me views

We shared our news as each others muse,

Scratch of the pen and flick of the brush

Saw with her eyes and made with her touch,

Locked in paper and inked with love

Intense four eyes but ne’er enough,

But for all the words and worldly scenes

Nothing’s as strong as it ever seems.

From left field came paranoid despair

From the girl with the bobbed black hair,

Who whispered to me words of warning

Inciting doubt and wrongful dawning

And when I heard that we weren’t that strong

I turned and set sail to the deep red sun,

If only things turned another way,

I could still write words,

for my Loveday.

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